a familiar tune faded away. if i live as if, birds and children young as we scattered along the trail. us a bright light

thank you very much. the next song was written and given to me by my closest friend, the man with whom we have been together for 35 years. this is our popular belarusian composer nut eliseinkov to the verses of the belarusian poet alexander zotov and it's called this new song is exactly the same as my thirteenth disc, young boys and your

support for minsk you are fire, got thoughts again returned to that gazebo, where our songs sounded. now i'll start. who is this spring fled? we would

remember less, we would sleep more soundly. we write emails every three years call what happened? what happened to heal? about something sin you taught in life. yes, without any, no, young boys for three, one guitar with a bust and a tar of the songs of summer and spring. and now he has his hands on top of his legs and along with me. what happened? what happened to regret

girl? you taught in life, so did the network, who creates, young boys for three on the guitar. you the city is tired and the spring has forgotten the pants of the t-shirts of their fellows.

thanks guys. thanks a lot. the student of raimondo pals, the latvian composer gaiti slazddans, the belarusian poetess diana balyka and we are with you for two centuries and up. everything is reversed.

there is no need for words when there are many sounds of the silence of the day no melting alone, loving hands always save me from the fire. once or twice do not be sad do not be sad, if you stand everything will pass. just don't be sad for yourself. you got me behind unnecessary revelations empty lies

that there was no doubt. don't be sad, just don't be sad for me call ketorol above the hand guys no

words are needed, we really need it. say, say love. and i tenderly give you my role. do not be sad, do not be sad, stay will pass. don't be sad, don't be sad, just don't be sad for yourself, you call me, everything will pass about love, about love. son

sings, do not be sad, do not be sad, just do not be sad for yourself. you look at me all. thanks a lot. friends with a song a song with a very cool and chic name, in my opinion , is not autumn yet. well, we need your support galerochka balcony, and friends above. i am

almost crossed his field many times, getting in the teeth, but as you want. listen, i'm happy to send my native shores. how many times i threw my favorite you pour, i won’t tell you how many times to execute or pardon answered her, i’ll see, it’s not autumn yet, but it ’s not summer anymore. he won't say how much he's seen. where is my home.

auto-jump by another fire oh, you, the night has fallen. lunar to the ground to you for bread. yes salt, ex-ba. you are my six-string, but there are also i went further not yet in the fall, but not in the summer. i saw for a long time how the mask, waiting, will not tell where my house is exactly above belarusian hands. came to you. i only saw sveta

who will tell me everything will not tell. where is my house. but already the summer has seen a lot, who will tell me, who will tell me where my house is or support more,

but i have already seen how much, how little space, who will tell me where my house is he is on this shore. he is on this coast. and was born in the suburbs thank you

roses thank you. what is it, maybe, maybe someone just played a prank on me and no daughter exists?

flew in. okay, remember, karpenko avenue, house 24, apartment 60, she is there, watch the series crossroads this weekend on belarus 24 tv channel, we are going on an expedition along the ridges of our ukraine, i think you all have that living belonging to a kind and harnesses to bury the memory of ducts, we ask you to improve to our team, the name is in line with the facts, the legends that have been haunted by stories.

there are 204 girls on the belarus tv channel, and what kind of winds do you suddenly, apparently, the poster of the route is beautiful in a suit, but you thought, well, how are we, the sisters of the weighty ones, and we won’t come to congratulate the malt alexander congratulations on your grandiose concert hall packed. people. you are loved today

redeemed by the most generous applause. well, uh, a bouquet for the king of the stage. i am sure that soon the people's artist of the republic of belarus alexander malt. thank you girls. oh, we somehow did not prepare. and you can, of course, dear friends. meet the heavy sisters . we will live, we are pleased to want to perform a song called bravo to alexander malt. and so the creativity of his life did not like his faith, his cowardly ability.

eh, it could be different.

who is coal for us, 2 i blind everything? empty thank you very much. dear friends for you now is

the song which is called for belarus i think many of you know it, so let's sing it together. russia for belarus we are waiting for our greetings to the sun for belarus for belarus hands so strongly heart beats he sang. hello new day the country is about to take, you will hear her

voice. it beats in your heart. you hear this death, twist on laughs on laughs. you know , usually on is it so laughing of our days, when substitutions try everyday life for me and we think it’s not so light their own, when the fruits of our work. i so want to feel this beast every day, its cause is us and it is one for all. this is my dream. what are you dreaming about? you are talking about the same thing, so you paid for your dreams together, belarus for the cause. are you in your rowing sun? the

heart is beating so hard. how could it be otherwise, and let the task not dangle. we would stand in this war for us luck ourselves wait which is the deceased stone of the heavenly warriors of tradition, that an example will come, he will help our children the earth. they don't mind too, beloved of god, i'm missing. forever

free, giving life, if i go by your side troubles simple fires, let him never see you teach. i feud blows. oh, about death, the sun will shine here.

thanks friends. well, we continue our big holiday concert, and so the new first premiere oleg eliseikov to the verses of a young, beautiful belarusian poetess, a journalist from the zhlobin newspaper new day, yulia androsova, this song has gained a very good speed already in our country. and it is called very simply we are alive. and your support. oh, i don't get it, we're alive. first row wing crane flight belarusian strong bird lucky

wind glory is carried by a police plane. whether it's strange over water and sand, where the borders are on the map. we are sick high lives. it won't work out alive. remains in basiki remain

no one radiating stripes. it is powerful and it is so cool that they are alive and on the rise only vasya is married to the brush and the rivers in the sky always remain alive.

thanks guys. thanks a lot. please take the

train from zhlobin no, yulechka will speak, come on. dear, minsk hello, dear belarusians , now stand here, i want to say something. how could i ever think that i would stand today here on such a big stage in minsk it is still next to such a cool artist in belarus well , probably, after all, they are dreams to come true, therefore, let's say this, my dream came true 100%, and alexander antonovich certainly became the executor of this dream as a performer and as a composer, our oleg nikolaevich eliseenko, in which the two of us actually gave real wings to this song. and wings - what is it?

this flight is definitely a flight. how do you 35 is the time to fly? so thank you so much, to each of those who are sitting in the hall today, because why is our song called we are alive, because we are alive why because we are together belarus is our strong, strong, it cannot be broken into pieces, and this is all thanks to you, including thanks to because you came to support us today. thanks a lot. another premiere by oleg eliseinkov to poems by retired lieutenant general ivan yurkin, calendar sheets and your palms. support the prime minister. wolves

birds and time deep skies you life is wrong, my love is a star

excites the heart, lives on them, dreams of you. rays of hope, my son as long as my love is a star.

be like hope, like life is not my leaf, birds and water time love

is a star. the star sparkles the impossible will become possible and no one will come to your support for a full beard hall.

your i was mistaken with my red sunset that evening, your blue-eyed sounded my style in every day in that there is and will be happiness. and if suddenly there is hunger in the holidays of parting. be mine be with me all my life forever careful will be, i will

take advantage of the worlds, even if there are no rules. life is like the roll is flowing. right way, help. god wounds, love time healed, you and i light candles. and the light of the sea wind breathed coolness over the horizon dawns and the tenderness of a look at parting. i ask you to give me.

hidden other worlds, even if we pass the wrong crimea this level is difficult, together with me we are very easy famous, carefully impossible , the possibility will groan, opening the world. even if the wrong one is complex. world

people meet people fall in love get married applause the author of these lines. shenka can do a lot talking about you, because you're just a brilliant

singer that in such an autumn rainy weather. you collect concerts, people dress up. look how beautiful they are. they did it all for you . what do you wish? well, let the impossible always be for you. maybe for the time being you are getting flowers for the winner thanks olezhka applause oleg zhukov we continue to analyze the topics that the whole country is talking about macroeconomics plus the world is the key to our success and prosperity. we see despite all attempts isolate sanctions pressure. we see this, how the international prestige of belarus is growing. it is precisely in the current situation that labor,

patriotism, justice, is objectively the values ​​of life, these are the values ​​that are catastrophically lacking in the world today. and we are fighting to defend them. most. the main thing is trying to comprehend it. here is what is happening now and draw conclusions for us. a balanced position and professional assessment of experts from different branches of science, politics, economics and business. do not miss new releases on tv channel belarus 24. about people who, in spite of everything, go towards their goals, my task is to train 2,000 captains there in my life, and then i can do whatever i want. i am ready to even go fishing , they do what their heart tells them, i am as passionate about my work as possible. i even think about him at home when i come here. i know what i will do. here i enjoy my work, which is at the same time my hobby. yes , my life, my work, my hobby, let's talk about their hobbies and life path. this aircraft

is probably the safest of almost all available. why because this is a glider, see the project belarusians on our tv channel? thank you very much and complete the first part. i would also like a new song, which will be the first track on the forthcoming fourteenth disc oleg eliseevkov on the verses of peter gedrevich, belarus is my favorite and your support. that's so much a song about you, my homeland, my land, dear

wherever we are. i need a heart, my belarus, dear, i am always with you, wherever i am. my dear, i always went with you, i will never change, you will be my beauty. you always i like your home my were born here. children, i

have always been and you have been so devoted. i am proud of where there is no more beautiful. my beautiful my beloved is the forest field, and i will never change everything in russia , i'm angry, you will be my beauty.

i always like you and your home is here, my homeland and together my beloved, you will be beautiful, my lord.

thanks a lot. thanks friends. thank you minsk guests of the capital. thank you, but now two young guy. they are birthday today. this is my pride for you sing, my sons youth group element. well done like this takes, the boys break. vaska is on the street, the old man is filming a movie on the old street, dark-dark-dark, and i missed yours for a long time, and even shooting the film

didn’t matter to me. and i dream dream of your dream dream. i'm quite a foot serial. we won't be left alone in this together with you on the street, old man. we won't be left alone in this together with you on the street, old man. on the street vintage filming for a movie mix in yourself. naive, long gone. i seem to have lost your way in the lost centuries of your dream, as the city of marvelous i cannot enter yet. and i dream of taking off the

two of us, i dream of the heart of everyone on gasterin. in this dream, we will remain alone together with you on the street , old man. let's stay alone together with you on the street, old man, we won't stay alone together with you in this. on the street, the

old man is filming a movie on the old street dark-dark-dark, and i missed your dangerous for a long time, and even shooting the film didn’t matter to me. and i dream i dream of yours, i dream completely on gasterin. we won't be left alone in this together with you on the street, old man. we are in this place together , together with you on the street, old man. thank you for the next

composition called fly flew with us. there are only in a dream and cold ice cubes melt in wine, parted in the summer in ribbon but in the winter. may it not be a problem for all of us. gray rings, smoke, the ceiling is flying, other people's tears are reflected in the glass. and if today they don’t want to see it, it doesn’t mean that we are missing with me. lady follow me, when trouble and

everything returns, everything will happen again. what happens to god you in vain we then played with fire and you will learn to be a plum. oh, and i’ll try to glue the fragments of my heart together, the words of forgiveness drowned in the house of guilt and lines of tenderness and wove from someone else’s story, and we died in a senseless war, a war and watching unnecessary people with me lady follow me, when the star of magnificence and everything will return, everything will be

repeated. he is in moscow as if following a star, fly a picture and everything will return, everything will be repeated by me, it flies after me, like a note bird

, and everything will return. yes, everything turned out we could not each other. forgive us love preserved and about pride. it's just that you and i

broke up and we then. we so wanted to always be with you together and in the ocean of life on the same course. to swim, the names of fog and albion turned out to be affectionate and friendly, but it turned out that sunday rains, draining pride, became lovers. please. come back before the elephant is dead, now it doesn't matter who will forgive whom. we parted ways and so on. let go cold.

me who was the morning, damn it, poke you behind the fog contrary to everything that you find, we came, we you parted, and we are so far away my giant, let me go. we are with you let

me go. group element thank you boys. well, we

continue our big grandiose holiday concert. sea ​​of ​​events and we all dream of sharing happily in love in love

always love people in love in love. your i want love. angry quarrel with the world smiling.

your life will be bright with your love keeper give, run love. always in love live people in love in love life is your bright love keep your love

thank you fresh newest song on the verses of the new for me, the belarusian poet from the city of molodechno , mikhail, is half-hearted, and this song is called relatives above, friends of the car of lights are reflected,

i’m going home at sunset of the working day, light and holy in my soul, waiting for the moment when people dear to me will hug me when they meet. i love children in this life. i love know.

and life guides me on the steep roads and i'm on the roads along these short ones, but the main thing is that my relatives are waiting for me and believe in me, yes, and i never betrayed them forever. together me wounds more than life does not love me. forgive me, please me never.

i know that here my family will pray for them. let them go until they never see me. the holy words will reveal them, while i'm gone and when i return like this. that will be all.

thank you. what beautiful yellow roses. my god, and here pink roses maxim sokol wife applause. beard, hello. hello. alexander hello dear viewers. you know, i came to share my indignation and injustice, and the outstanding artist alexander solodukha has the time to erect monuments during his lifetime, but there is no monument, so i

showed that initiative, so to speak, brought a small layout. well, i ask you to take it seriously for general discussion. it's just like comrades. asserts inaudibly asserts. excellent alexander means that in a very short period of time near the concert hall, minsk will be cast in bronze in full growth. here is this monument to the people's artist of belarus alexander solodukha. i imagine it will. a couple of years later, full-length at the concert hall, minsk in a pink suit, shaved head thank you friends. go

me honor for me was the highest happiness. i sit on my hands. your souls, he took, any barriers are joking, so that your child, only son, smiles on a small island.

on dad how to pray you happen and dad would sing songs to the joy of his father would turn to mom with a prayer. mom, come out to your native ring, how glad i am that you are meeting with you. we will sit down at the window table, i will tell about my sons, smile in response to me , my son repeats hearts. how much son am i of fire? i could never sound secret.

say i stole on dad you happen. the earth would be on parts, save as a reward. i honor for me was the highest. i carried a naked skating rink in every world in my arms, your souls took any barriers jokingly, so that on a small island of land, oh, hair and your child in a gentle word, son from the heavenly world. i was even able to temple, how to pray to happen in the blood never

ascend, i stole how the prayer sounds behind the grass. guys, take care of your children. together with the stars, expert psychotherapists are always, when a person has some kind of unrealistic. the goal is not achieved, which in itself is understandable. this can always be justified. probably you have not completed something , let's discuss the topical issues that we face every day. it's like the amount of money limited checks, please bring it, i

'll see what you spend it on. so here is the total control of a woman who works as a music keeper of the hearth. she risks that one day. she will cease to be interested in her man, we will teach you how to safely resolve any conflict situations. a person needs to work with the base with his roots. why did his tree cling to this earth. see in the program the concept of harmless on belarus 24 tv channel. dreaming of traveling, but don’t know where to start pictures from the past did not arise by chance. after all, we are heading to one of the oldest cities in belarus, where we will tell about the most beautiful and interesting cities of belarus on a tour. the inhabitants of this city are happy people on the central square. has its own big ben. height 13 m. we will show. the main attractions of the monument to

cyril of turov were installed on castle hill on may 13 , 1993, on the day of commemoration of the holy and share historical facts. it is known that on june 23 , 1944, the legendary operation from bagration began from here, see the program of the city of belarus on our tv channel. and to complete this block, dear friends, i would like a new version of the song, the song that i recorded about 30 years ago oleg eliseinkov to the verses of nikolai tretyakov, unequal marriage, and your support of the world. and

you are wide. i ask you above girls.

i'm yeast here. let mine burn, fire her belly, do not betray mine. we feel good with you together for all sins i can say goodbye to wounds. such happiness, we don’t care for wounds,

marriage, what a trifle? your son is wounded, but we communicate with you. remember the guy with the long ribbon hair . so this is it i love you above.

wounds to communicate with you here appeared, a charming young, blonde, belarusian singer galina shishkova

applause. please, why did i come on this stage without your permission and after the performance of this song? because i will tell you a secret once we sang this song on one of the projects before. in 2009 alexander solodukhov is only 50. well, your memory, of course, is brilliant. i want to give you this bouquet of flowers. carefully, they say here that burgundy is the most prickly and this one, since i am an accessory designer, this one is your wife's present. i confess to you honestly. i not only love this artist. i adore him all the whole family his wife his daughter loves them. therefore, this spouse is for you. and now i am very happy.

i want to invite you to this beautiful stage to this charming chic audience, i repeat my the closest friend of the person with whom we have been together for 35 years my country is a composer. oleg eliseyn. like this, like this, like this. good evening flowers yes good evening, dear friends. good evening. sanya , i think i congratulate 35 years on stage, it seems like it was recently, but still, this is probably a reason to give such a concert. and of course, our creative tandem is really 35 years old in the fall of the eighty- seventh year. sasha and i met at the festival of the television festival of the belarusian song take the song with you i offered him my a new song to the then soloist of the concert

orchestra. belarus under the direction of mikhail finnberg and just a few months later the orchestra for the film and the soloist alexander solovukhi made the premiere in the city of gorky now nizhny novgorod at the all-union festival of young composers of the soviet union sanya so it was recently and so long ago with your anniversary. go change your clothes, while i'll sing something because of what i wrote for you, alyoshka light the alleg, eliseevka. hang me up. dear friends, i want to sing a song that i wrote on the verses of svetlana sologub is called on the coast.

dawns illuminate my shores of the fate of my laziness, and slanting rains and big snows my moonlit nights. and you , the nightingales, are here my great, where i began to live here, my parental home, my reliable mooring took me away my life of the century, i never lost my shores. and i shore in the name of you my heart and love forever.

you. excuse me. take care of me the shores of my amulet. and mushrooms from our shores, when you are dear to the fate of my love, when shells were aiming at the mark, they change moonlit nights and nightingale days here are my bikes, where i started to live. here, the parental home, my reliable mooring, bears me my life of the century. i never lose my shores , shores of my gas without my heart and my love, and you are waiting for a meeting with me. don't joke, he says to me. in

my opinion, my heart is great with you and my love is forever. you forgive me. take care of me, and i lit my ads, lit the lanterns raised above my head and shook the phones, lanterns, yes, well done speak to you my heart is great and your love is waiting for you to meet me and run and i was great, my great were, my heart and creative love. we forgive me. take care of me and you, my forgive me. take care

of me great thank you dear, friends, another song, poems by oleg zhukov, don't worry, sanya can be raised like this not in the ass yet. young

beautiful love comes to us. you

have a chance, just carry it. sinning hands and sometimes he does not know what to do with his fate, you can agree. and it is better not to agree to be always behind him with you. don't worry. don't worry, where part of the keys are not the gate. paradise you have a chance. just don't yawn. don't you don't want

liveliness, where partly the key, where the gate to you is a chance, but not this. no worry. how nice to see you such beautiful cheerful girls. i'm just happy that you're here? i worry and worry, don't worry, don't worry, don't worry, where people will clear not the gate to you and the chance. just don't yawn. no, you are not alive. don't worry, don't worry, don't worry, don't be kind of

the key. where the gate you have a chance. just don't yawn. no worry. and men class dear friends meet the legend of the soviet stage composers eduard